A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Arielle, who was on the cruise, stared at the two threads as she summarized Ronald’s words for Vinson.

-Instantly, Vinson looked even tenser. “I don’t know much about him since he’s very secretive… But I remember hearing his voice when those people tried to kill me at sea. He called me a ‘dirty black rat.’ I guess he hates the color black.”

At once, Arielle placed the dagger below the black thread. She put her phone between her shoulder and her cheek. “I’ll cut the black one, then…”

Vinson’s forehead began to perspire heavily. Agitated, he paced back and forth. “Wait! How much time do you have left?”

Arielle glanced at the timer. “Fifteen seconds.”

“Let me think. Let me think…” Upon closer observation, there was a slight tremble in Vinson’s voice.

Never in his life had he felt this nervous before.

gritted his teeth and cried, “Don’t cut it! Arielle, run! Jump overboard! I’m not

that very moment, immense fear, helplessness, and anger overwhelmed

not catch that bastard who caused this

result, he put Arielle

not gamble with her life based on the limited info he had about

not take any

the grip on his phone and said with a quiver in his voice, “Ignore them, Arielle! Run!

to escape in one piece today, I’ll live in remorse and agony for the rest of my life. My conscience will

“Even if you don’t care about yourself, you gotta consider your mother, too! Who’ll find out the truth about her if you’re dead? Didn’t you tell me

spoke before placing the phone away

don’t cut it!”

bloodshot eyes gave off a murderous aura. He seemed to be shrouded